Orion’s POV:
The night passed slowly, every minute stretching on endlessly as I worked to finalize the discharge papers.
My body ached from exhaustion, but my mind was sharper than ever, hyper-focused. I knew I wouldn’t have liked to move her like this, but this was the only window we had — before the sun rose and before the rest of the world woke up. Before the danger sniffed us out again.
So that’s what I did.
The nurses moved around quietly as I wheeled Evangeline out, her unconscious body slumped against the chair. She was under heavy sedation; the nurse had assured me she wouldn’t wake up for at least two hours. I had nodded grimly at the time, muttering a low thanks as I hefted her carefully, ignoring the screaming protest of my wounded shoulder.
Her head lolled to the side, st
